Chapter 3

Sylvia felt a terrible throb in her heart. She looked at Odell, the man that she had adored for more than a decade, who now looked back at her with complete indifference and disdain.

Not only did he not believe Sylvia’s explanation, but he even wanted to have her slapped sixty times for Tara’s sake.

Sixty slaps would ruin her face entirely.

Sylvia cried out, “Odell, why don’t you break my legs or something? Anything but my face!”

She pleaded on the verge of tears.

Odell only pursed his lips.

This time, it was Tara who tugged his arm. “Forget it, Odell. She only hit me six times. You’re going to ruin her face if you have her slapped sixty times. Besides, my face hurts and we’d better get to a hospital.” Perhaps it would have been better if she had not said anything at all. Odell promptly commanded the bodyguards, “Do it now!”

The two bodyguards would not dare disobey Odell and immediately held Sylvia down. Sylvia did not have the strength to resist and was forced onto her knees. What followed swiftly after was the loud, distinct smack of a palm against her cheeks.

Smack!

across that side of

was merely

herself for it, another slap landed on the other

rang out and echoed across the living room. There was no telling how much time had passed. It was only after she tasted the metallic blood trickling down her lips and felt her head throbbing

with several large strides. He stood over her like she was

due to the pool of tears in her eyes, but she

was to curl into a ball in an attempt to shield her face from his scrutinizing

squatted in front of her and grabbed her by the chin. He told her venomously, “Sylvia, this is the price you pay for messing with Tara!”

this and immediately dropped her chin as if it was a piece of burning coal. He declared impatiently, “I’m taking the child. You have one day to pack up your belongings and get out of here.” Sylvia’s

and returned to Tara’s side, she could not stop

cruel. “I’ve only ever felt nothing but hatred

Sylvia shuddered all over..

streaming down her face down her swollen cheeks that stung with pain. None of this pain could compare with the incessant throb inside her chest. It was as if something was going to tear her apart from

Ah…

on him ever since she was a child, and for many years, her dream had

circumstances leading to their marriage was manufactured by her to a certain degree, nobody could say that she did not put in her

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